Unless One Is A Genius, It Is

There Are Moments When I Dare Not Think Of It, But There Are Others When I Rise In Spirit To Where She Ever Dwells; Then I Can Thank God That I Love The Noblest Lady In The World, The Most Gracious And Beautiful, And That There Was Nothing In My Love That Made Her Fall Short In Her High Duty.

Somehow Love Gives Even To A Dull Man The Knowledge Of His Lover's Heart.

I Have An Income Nearly Sufficient For My Wants (no One's Income Is Ever Quite Sufficient, You Know).

I May Not Understand, But I Am Willing To Admire.

For My Part, If A Man Must Needs Be A Knave I Would Have Him A Debonair Knave... It Makes Your Sin No Worse As I Conceive, To Do It à La Mode And Stylishly.